I’m back posting on this blog. Having a site was a learning curve which I didn’t particularly enjoy. I missed the friendliness of this blog and I’m glad I’ll be able to follow others and comment a lot more easily. I hope it will be easier for you to comment too 🙂

Thanks for bearing with me these last few days. Tired of being hacked on my site, I made the decision to move back here, which meant a lot of work and adjustments. Please let me know if you can’t find something or have a question.

Thank you!

Novelist meets French rock star, prepare for the sparkles.

Rock star or husband – which would you choose?

Ah, the dangers of the internet! We’ve all been warned, but do we take notice?
When Natasha clicks on a link, her whole life is turned upside down. A flash from the past, a chance meeting with a gorgeous French rock star…
A chance to start over and forget the pain and misery from the last two years.
But can Natasha let go? Will she accept this new twist in her life?

Some of you got a bit worried, as I haven’t posted for a while. Bless you. I’m ok. A combination of things.

First of all, I was stalked. Not very nice, but it’s been dealt with.
Then, my site got hacked. We don’t know yet if it was the same person. Anyway, our tech team did a brilliant job and secured the site. This is why the site was down, so they could work behind the scenes and do whatever they do. Don’t ask me, I’m just glad someone took care of it. I’m not very savvy in that respect.

My health has not been brilliant, an ongoing battle, I’m still working on it.
Most of all, I’ve been busy with my family, and of course, writing. I’ve been writing like a woman possessed, still no sign of the dreaded writing block. Too many ideas, too little time. Sleepless nights, spent writing. I resorted to pen and paper, hoping that not switching the laptop on would allow me to get some sleep. Lost cause. I’ve used lots of notebooks. In fact, I need more.

Short stories are flowing out of me like no business, anything starts me off. Watching the news, the radio, one word, one comment, and I’m away with the writing fairies. Some of these will be coming out soon. I’ve really enjoyed writing more diverse subjects lately, some are quite dark, and those of you who haven’t read my literary books will witness a new facet of my personality.
Anyway, I hope you will enjoy these. Get in touch, I love hearing from you 🙂

The comments’ system has been changed. I hope it will make it easier for you to drop me a line.
Thanks for reading Xx

Don’t forget to check out my books, and if you’ve enjoyed reading them, I’d be thrilled if you posted a review. Thanks

Very pleased to present this guest post from the lovely Glynis Smy. Congrats on her first release and best wishes with the next.

Glynis Smy was born in England, in the coastal town of Dovercourt, near Harwich. She left town to nurse in London, and lived there for the first few months of her marriage. Three children, two pharmacies, a nursing career later, she is now free to write. Emigrating to Cyprus with her husband in 2005, enabled her to concentrate upon writing poetry.

Having always kept her poems in a drawer, Glynis decided to celebrate her fiftieth birthday by publishing them in a book. This was followed by a second, and she was contacted by a writer who told her she enjoyed reading her work. An on-line friendship formed, and for three years they communicated every day.

Reading a short story written by Glynis, her friend commented it would be better as a novel, and encouraged her every step of the way. Sadly the family contacted Glynis and told her that her friend had passed away. This was the day Glynis wrote The End on the novel. Slowly the writing world rallied around and drew Glynis into the community. Courage to set up a blog and share her work paid off, and novel two was completed with the support of a new mentoring friend.

Glynis loves the Victorian era, and gets carried away with researching for her novels, often procrastinating for hours on an attractive website or two. The first novel is now making its debut appearance, and is called, Ripper, My Love. It is an historical romance suspense.

Growing up in late nineteenth century East London, Kitty Harper’s life is filled with danger and death – from her mother, her beloved neighbour and the working women of the streets.

With her ever-watchful father and living surrogate family though, Kitty feels protected from harm. In fact, she feels so safe that while Whitechapel cowers under the cloud of a fearsome murderer, she strikes out on her own, moving into new premises to accommodate her sewing business.

But danger is closer than she thinks. In truth, it has burrowed itself right into her heart in the form of a handsome yet troubled bachelor, threatening everything she holds dear. Will Kitty fall prey to lust – and death – herself, or can she find the strength inside to fight for her business, sanity and her future? And who is the man terrifying the streets of East London?

It can be purchased on Amazon.com in paperback and Kindle version. It will also be available on Amazon.co.uk at a later date.

Glynis has a blog she continues in the memory of her friend. They set it up to help authors showcase their books. New Book Blogger accepts all genres and will accept books published for many years, not just new.

Her personal author blog is www.glynissmy.com and she can be found on twitter and Facebook.

Her second novel, an historical romance; Maggie’s Child, will be published at Christmas. Novel three, another historical romance; The Man in Room Eighteen, takes Glynis back to her roots and is based in her hometown.

Okay, so I’m a total nutter. I have three novels on the go, one of them in French. Too many ideas bursting out. No idea what this writer’s block is about.
I do try and concentrate on one project but what do you do when inspiration strikes?

I just go with the flow. That’s one thing I can be organised with. All my neat and not so neat little files, I bounce from one to the other.
I’ve been known to pen an entire draft in one week. When it flows, it flows! I can’t stop until it’s done.
And the word count? Yes, so it’s thrilling to see it add up but I don’t get fixated on it. I know when the story is finished and that to me is what matters.